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On Friday night, the full moon hung high in the sky. Lin Chiran stopped under the company building and looked at it quietly for a long time until his thoughts were interrupted by the ringing of a phone call.
"Young Master, tonight is Mid-Autumn Festival. Are you planning to go back to the old house to visit the Master?" A familiar voice came from the phone. The caller was the housekeeper who had watched Lin Chi Ran grow up.
Lin Chiran was silent for a few seconds: "Grandfather, how is he feeling recently?"
"The master has been going to the young lady's room quite often recently, and he would stay there for an entire afternoon." The housekeeper lowered his voice, "The young lady's death anniversary is coming soon. If the young master could come and keep the master company, he would feel better."
"Grandfather will only get angrier if he sees me." Lin Chiran smiled bitterly.
"The master is just..." There are some things that the butler can't say directly, so he hinted: "If the young master comes back, the master will be happy in his heart even if he doesn't say it."
After a long time, the butler waited for Lin Chiran's reply.
"Then I'll go over later, Uncle Qu, thank you for taking care of my grandfather for so many years."
After hanging up the phone, Lin Chiran returned to the driving seat and stared at the steering wheel in a daze. After a while, he took out a CD with some scratches on the surface from the storage compartment of the co-pilot and put it in the car.
With the booming development of digital music today, the existence of physical CDs is mostly for the emotions in the hearts of listeners, either out of support for the love of music, or nostalgia for the era when physical music was still glorious, or like Lin Chiran, trying to find memories of the past from old records, and feeling at ease when hearing familiar melodies.
The sound of wooden guitar strings flowed, and the mellow male voice filled the entire space. Lin Chiran drove silently towards the old house, his eyes full of nostalgia.
When he was young, his favorite thing to do when sitting in his father's car was to look through the CD albums to see if there were any new records. Every time he found a record he had never heard before, Lin Chiran would pester the adults to play it for him. His mother, who was sitting in the passenger seat, would often tease him, "You two are exactly alike."
When my father heard this, he would often smile and say, "Chi Ran will also like music very much in the future. Dad is so happy."
The old records carrying Lin Chiran's childhood laughter and memories went far away.
In the evening of the Mid-Autumn Festival, there were many cars on the road. People were driving on the crowded lanes with the relief of finally welcoming the holiday and the anticipation of reuniting with their families. The anxiety of traffic jams was also diluted by the happiness in their hearts.
Looking at the dense crowds of people and cars, Lin Chiran did not feel irritated. He realized that this was the first time since he left home that he was not so resistant to going home. In the past, during the holidays, the housekeeper would call and ask him if he would go home. Sometimes he would come back, but he always felt like he had completed his mission and would always part ways unhappily.
Lin Chiran shook his head gently, getting rid of the complicated thoughts in his mind.
The old house is located in a quiet villa area. Seeing the light of the door from afar, Lin Chiran felt like he was home for the first time in a long time.
After parking the car and opening the door, the butler came to greet me.
"Long time no see. The young master has grown taller." Compared with the face in Lin Chiran's memory, the traces of time on the butler's face seemed to be more and more obvious, but that warm smile never changed.
Giving the other person a long-lost hug, Lin Chiran smiled helplessly: "Uncle Qu, I'm already 27."
"In my eyes, the young master still looks like he did when he was 17 years old." The butler was a little melancholy. "Come in quickly. The master has been waiting for you for a long time."
The living room was lit with warm lights. The nanny heard from the housekeeper that Lin Chiran was about to come back, and was busy preparing dinner in the kitchen.
"You still remember to come back." Lin Chiran's grandfather suddenly heard this. He sat on the sofa and looked at the grandson he hadn't contacted for a long time.
"Grandfather." Lin Chiran greeted him politely.
There was no response, and the atmosphere was a little cold for a moment. The housekeeper came out to smooth things over: "Young Master, you must be tired after just coming here. Take a rest first. I asked the nanny to cook your favorite dish, which will be ready soon."
The grandfather said nothing more, and the two of them just sat there quietly waiting for dinner to be ready. Lin Chiran checked the work messages on his phone from time to time. Wax&Wane's first Vlog trailer will be released on time at 8 o'clock tonight.
"Have you visited your mother recently?" At the dinner table, my grandfather finally took the initiative to speak.
"I went to see it not long ago, and I met my mother's friend who also came to visit the grave. We talked for a few words." The last time he went to visit the grave was when he learned that SLANT decided to end the group activities. When he was in a bad mood, Lin Chiran was used to staying in front of his mother's grave for a while.
"It's your Aunt Chen, right? She has been thinking about your mother all these years." The grandfather looked at the photos displayed in the living room. Two young girls were looking at the camera with bright smiles. The face of the girl in the white dress was somewhat similar to Lin Chiran, especially the beautiful eyes and light brown pupils, which were very similar.
"Aunt Chen said that my mother loved white roses when she was alive, so she brought a few for her."
My grandfather was silent after hearing this. For a while, the only sound on the dining table was the occasional clatter of porcelain cutlery.
"Father, he..." Lin Chiran spoke hesitantly. He also went to visit his father when he visited his mother's grave.
Before he could say anything, the sound of cutlery hitting the plate reached his ears clearly.
"If you mention him again, leave now." His tone left no room for doubt.
Seeing his grandfather's tough attitude, Lin Chiran sighed in his heart and gave up on bringing up the topic. Then the phone rang at the right time.
"Brother Lin, the trailer video will be released at 8 o'clock tonight. Remember to repost that Weibo." The person who called was Wu Wen, who came to remind Lin Chiran to promote the trailer that would be released tonight.
"I understand. Thank you for your hard work. Happy Mid-Autumn Festival." Lin Chiran smiled and gave holiday greetings.
"Happy Mid-Autumn Festival. I won't bother you, Brother Lin, from reuniting with your family." The sound of children playing came from the microphone. Wu Wen took advantage of this short holiday to return to his hometown to celebrate the festival.
Reunite with your family? Lin Chiran hung up the phone, savoring these words with a bit of loneliness.
"Agent?" Grandfather asked suddenly.
"Well, but..." Lin Chiran hadn't yet told his grandfather about his recent graduation and his suspension of activities, so he was wondering where to start explaining.
"Didn't you switch to being a producer?"
Lin Chiran was a little surprised to hear this. How could his grandfather, who had always opposed him from being in public and didn't care about or want to pay attention to these things, know this?
Seeing Lin Chiran's expression, his grandfather also realized it and pretended that he had said nothing and was unwilling to talk more.
"He's the agent of the group I'm leading now." Lin Chiran continued to explain, "There's a promotional event tonight, and he came to remind me."
Hearing this, my grandfather did not agree: "Leave these things to the people below, and don't interfere too much in front of the stage."
"I don't plan to completely retreat behind the scenes and never show up again. I still have to do what I need to do." Lin Chiran knew that his grandfather would be very unhappy to hear what he said, but he was unwilling to compromise.
“You…” Grandfather’s expression was very complicated. He wanted to say something, but Lin Chiran had never heard a word from him in the past ten years. In the end, he just said, “It’s up to you. Don’t bring up things that shouldn’t be mentioned.”
Lin Chiran responded in a deep voice. He didn't want those things to be brought into the light of day again and become people's pastime and topic of conversation after dinner.
After finishing the Mid-Autumn Festival reunion dinner peacefully, Lin Chiran refused the housekeeper's invitation to stay with an apologetic and guilty attitude, and returned to his usual apartment alone.
I came back just in time and opened the Weibo post I just published. There were already a few scattered comments below.
What did I find, a sofa? 】
[When did I start following this account? It looks familiar. Is it a new group? 】
[Isn’t this the group that Lin Chiran is in?] So fast! 】
Lin Chiran forwarded the trailer on time, and soon the term #林迟然Wax&Wane became a hot search.
Curious passers-by clicked on the entry, saw the heated discussion in real time, and also clicked on the video.
The camera stays below the slender neck, the sleeves of the soft home clothes are slightly rolled up to the forearms, and the slender and beautiful hands are holding a glass of water; the scene changes, the fingers touch the bass strings, bringing out a rhythmic sound, and the black and white keys then enter the camera, with the fingers jumping flexibly on the keyboard; the sound of the instrument dissipates, and is connected by a human voice, which gently clears the throat. The camera shoots the silhouette wearing headphones from a distance, closing his eyes, and the gentle and moving singing floats out, as if bringing people to a quiet afternoon.
The afternoon sun shines on the book. Her slightly long bangs cover her eyes. She lowers her head and looks intently at the book on the table. A small whorl of hair is faintly visible on top of her head. A drop of water falls from the top of her hair. Her white calves are working hard on the spinning bike, revealing beautiful muscle contours. She looks very suitable for dancing.
The scene changed, the barbecue was shining, and it made a sizzling sound when it was placed on the baking tray. The clear sound of swallowing saliva sounded from my ears, and Lin Chiran's voice announcing the rules came from outside the camera, followed by the sound of playing and laughing. The sound slowly faded out, leaving only a line of words: "See you at Wax&Wane at 8pm on October 1st."
Although the trailer is short, it is well thought out and has many interesting details, making the audience look forward to the feature film which will be released on Sunday night.
[The boy at the beginning dyed his hair silver, and I saw a small bun, so cute. Why don’t you show his face? I can tell from the details that he must be a beauty. 】
[The singing is also good, the voice is really nice, and the silhouette is very atmospheric. 】
[I don’t know why, but the book the black-haired boy is reading looks familiar…]
[The guy playing the piano is so handsome, not like a show-off. I’m kind of attracted to him and want to pay attention to him.] 】
[Wow, this last leg, sorry, please let me take a few more glances, just two glances, this leg is so amazing, photography plus chicken legs! 】
[Is it Lin Chiran’s voice at the end? What a surprise.] 】
The comments were even more enthusiastic than Lin Chiran had expected. Following the promotion as planned, Lin Chiran and Wax&Wane attracted a lot of attention in the first two days of the National Day holiday.
Soon it was eight o'clock on the much-anticipated Sunday night, and the Wax&Wane members' first appearance and one-day Vlog was officially launched on the video website Mytube.
At the same time, while planning his debut, Lin Chiran also began to think about the theme of his debut single.
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